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Johnny P.O.V

I glanced at Y/N. It had been a month since I last spoke to her. It was weird, not talking to her. She and I had been so close. Then I went on a date with her friend, and since then she'd stopped talking to me. The bell rung, meaning the end of the day. I immediately packed up and ran after her, I wanted to talk to her. I watched her go to her locker. She turned around and saw me, smiled a little, and turned back around. I noticed her hair was in that hairstyle I liked the best. Suddenly I lost any confidence I had to go talk to her. I'd hurt her by going on a date with her friend. I shouldn't have done it. 

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